Below are some excerpts from various emails (sp?) that I wrote to various friends at various times over the last few months.
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Good to hear from you. (Good to remember that I had another life before law school.) It's pretty hard, in terms of workload. Not quite as intellectually challenging as I thought it would be, but lots of dense reading to slog through. It's keeping me very busy. I'm occasionally caught up, but most of the rest of the time, I'm just a bit behind.
My feelings about law school are up and down. There are times when I feel pretty good ("irrational exuberance?"), but at other times, I'm a bit disappointed that it's not as meaningful as I'd thought it'd be.
And, the workload is a constant burden. I've stopped briefing for some of my classes, simply because I didn't want to be too overloaded. And there's the outlining, which I need to get started on.
My fellow students are mostly pretty cool, though. I can see why friendships formed here last long past law school.
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My roommates and some fellow classmates took me out to dinner, which was a much anticipated break from studying. It was a lot of good conversation, funny stories, and generally a lot of fun, but in the midst of it, I missed being at Bethel, sharing fellowship with other believers.
My roommates and my closest friends here are not Christians, and it's exciting and challenging to try to imitate Christ amongst them. (I haven't completely committed to a church yet.) It's also pretty daunting, since most are very bright, and have lots of life experience, and are somewhat set in their own beliefs (or lack of them). And my frequent mistakes don't help.
But anyway, while I feel good about growing here, at the same time, I miss [friends] at Bethel. I'm looking forward to coming home at Thanksgiving and seeing all of you.
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Went out to dinner with friends from law school, heard funny stories, had good conversations. Very fun.
Turning 26 has made me feel older. Especially when I'm around undergrads, some of whom are 18 or even 17. Turning 25 last year didn't bother me as much, but perhaps that's because I didn't ride the bus with undergrads every day. Not that it's a big big deal, but it's becoming a growing concern.
Hmmm--what is the concern? Not really about marriage (although a number of my good friends are now married, many are not. And I think the male advantage of extended eligibility helps). It's more about not having accomplished very much in life, and not having acquired as much wisdom, confidence, self-discipline, as I would have liked to have acquired. Not having mastered my personal flaws, or overcome my personal weaknesses.
Jesus Christ, Alexander the Great, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Isaac Newton, and most of the major mathematicians accomplished their greatest works before their mid 30's. Not to say that I expect to have done the same by the same age, nor to say some of them didn't feel a similar dissatisfaction with their lives that I do.
But rather, that there's a certain satisfaction that comes of having done hard, engrossing, (perhaps consuming) worthwhile work. I don't feel close to having done so. Ok, maybe I have felt close to it, on certain occasions. But I don't know my life's work yet. My personal mission statement, to the level of detail that I'd like.